Wandering


My Home is non-existant

I find saftey in the company of strangers

I hang my hat on many racks

Nobody at my side, I walk alone

My life has always been so

Freinds, I have none

People are a reoccring reminder

a reminder of what my life lack the most

so I walk

searching for my freind, my home

following the sun

But alas I must go

I have outstayed my welcome

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